War, war, war!Talkin' bout y'all's such a bore,I'd rather talk about moi!

Do you know the cost of A.K.'s up in Africa?20 dollars ain't shit to you,But that's how much they areOf course they gonna use it to kill a little da

Is those diamondsHelpin' ya?Don't you like my bandanna?My stains hang lowOn my shirts like ayayayMonkey brains and bananaI'll hit you with my antennaI put soap in my eyeMake it red so I look raaa!

Ra raSo I woke up with my holy KoranAnd found out I like CadillacSo we shooting 'til the song is upLittle boys are acting upBaby mothers are going crazyAnd the leaders all arooundCracking upWe goat rich, we fryPrice of living in a shanty teemJust seem to be high,We still like T.IWe still look flyDancin' as we shootin' up,And lootin' just to get by.

With your feet on the air and your head on the groundTry this trick and spin it, yeahYour head'll collapse if there's nothing in itAnd you'll ask yourself:"Where is my mind?"

War, war, war!Who made me like this?Was it me and God in co-production?My devil's on speed dialEvery time I take the wrong direction.

All I want is one thing, and that is what you got.Sometimes I go lose my mind and then I feel numb.

There's twenty four hours in a dayI used to split it eight-eight-eightEight workEight sleepEight for playNow I give it all it takes.

People on the InternetA new life for the intellectPeople judge me so hard'Cause I don't floss my titty set (?!)I was born out of dirt like I'm porn in a skirtI was a little girl who made good with all that blurtI put people on a map that never seen a mapI show 'em somethin' that they've never seenAnd hope they make it back